What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

"They really put their heart into it."

I looked at Jin Wanliang, my tone carrying a hint of admiration.

"This is exactly what I need. How much did you pay for it?"

"Hey, why are you talking to me about money?"

Jin Wanliang waved his hand, appearing magnanimous.

"Although this box is rare, it is just an ornament for ordinary people. Only in the hands of an expert can it realize its value."

It didn't cost much; consider it a gift from me to Brother Chen.

"Even close brothers should keep clear accounts; one thing at a time."

I took out my phone, just about to open mobile banking to transfer money to Jin Wanliang, when he pressed it down on my hand.

"Alright, bro, why are you being so polite with me!"

If I were to charge you for such a small item, what kind of person would I be, with all my gold?

I have other things to do, so I won't be able to spend more time with you.

Don't send me any money, or don't blame me for blocking your bank account!

As he spoke, he quickly went downstairs.

As he finished speaking, he didn't forget to give a final word of advice from afar.

Watching him hurry downstairs, I chuckled and shook my head.

With the container sorted out, the next step is to settle that troublesome little rascal.

Immediately afterwards, I looked up and glanced around the room.

The Gu King is not here.

I stood up and walked to the bedroom door.

Sure enough, the six-winged golden centipede was perched on the handrail of the stairs leading from the second to the third floor.

Upon seeing me emerge, the golden Gu King immediately raised its head and emitted a soft hissing sound.

I stretched out my right hand, and a trace of malevolent energy with a golden luster emanated from my fingertips.

Upon smelling the malevolent aura, the Gu King immediately flapped its wings and flew up, landing steadily on the back of my hand.

Its densely packed legs gently gripped my skin, and it even nuzzled my fingers with its antennae in a somewhat ingratiating manner.

"Let's go, we'll get you a new home."

I muttered something to it, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, the Gu King seemed to sense the snake egg's presence again.

Its body suddenly stiffened, and its six wings on its back instantly spread open, appearing somewhat restless, as if it wanted to fly away from my hand.

I didn't force it down, but instead quickly walked to the round table and brought the back of my hand close to the open purple wood spirit box.

Something amazing happened.

When the Gu King approached the wooden box and smelled the subtle fragrance emanating from it—a blend of insect-attracting incense, special soil, and purple-gold wood—its agitated emotions instantly subsided.

It folded its wings and peered out, sniffing the edge of the box.

Then, following my finger, it very willingly climbed into the box.

Upon entering the bottom layer, it immediately burrowed into the dark red soil covered with luminous moss, leaving only a small golden head exposed.

Then he closed his eyes contentedly.

The feeling was like a long-distance traveler finally lying down in a soft and comfortable bed.

Next, I'll sleep like a log.

Looking at the scene before me, I smiled, then reached out and snapped the lid of the wooden box shut with a "click".

The moment the lid closed, the faint trace of the Gu King's ferocious aura that had been present in the room vanished without a trace, completely isolated.

I took the purple wood spirit-gathering box, walked to the corner of the wall, and casually placed it next to the jade box containing the blue snake eggs.

Just a few days ago, these two little creatures were at odds.

Now, separated by this box made of purple-gold lightning-struck wood, their auras are completely shielded from each other.

I observed quietly for a while and confirmed that the Gu King in the box was sleeping peacefully in the Breath Soil.

The snake eggs inside the jade box still radiated a warm luster, and the two coexisted peacefully.

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief.

After settling on a place for the Gu King to hide, I quickly washed up.

After changing into clean clothes, I went out to work at Jiangcheng Funeral Home.

……

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The weather in Jiangcheng was exceptionally good for the past three days.

The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was blowing.

My life, like the weather, is calm and regular.

Every day, I wear a white coat and stand in front of the cold stainless steel workbench, holding ordinary suture needles and surgical sutures, stitching and mending the mutilated bodies of the deceased lying in the funeral home.

For me, this process is not just a job, but also a form of spiritual practice.

Faced with the pain of separation and death and the fragility of the physical body, the evil core within me, which had become somewhat restless due to the series of bloody battles, gradually began to settle down.

The malevolent energy attached to the evil aura was gradually stripped away.

All that remains is pure, concentrated power.

During the day, I sew up corpses at the funeral home. At night, after returning to Tingyuxuan, I sit cross-legged in meditation or go to some yin and evil places in Jiangcheng to perform a ritual to release one or two wounded wandering souls.

On the evening of the third day, I finished my workday and drove back to Tingyuxuan.

After dinner and a hot shower, I changed into a set of loose-fitting loungewear.

After entering my bedroom on the third floor, I locked the door from the inside.

As night fell, the old street outside the window lit up with the dim yellow streetlights.

I walked to the futon in the center of the room, sat cross-legged, closed my eyes, and began my daily breathing exercises.

With each breath, the evil energy within the dantian slowly rotated, and the evil energy, gleaming with a golden luster, flowed steadily through the limbs and bones.

I focused my attention on the depths of my brow, feeling the mysterious, cool energy that lingered there.

After three days of accumulation, the already profound coolness has become even more abundant.

"It's almost done."

I slowly opened my eyes, a deep light flashing in them.

Tonight, it's time to begin the next phase of self-refinement.

I looked down at my perfectly intact right arm.

That's my goal this time.

However, after such a long period of reflection, my ambition is no longer limited to simply strengthening one arm, like when I stitched up my left arm before.

The human body is a complete universe, and the meridians are like galaxies that run through this universe.

If you only sew the left and right arms together, they will look like two isolated islands.

Although the forces are powerful, they cannot work together perfectly.

What I'm going to do is start with my right arm.

Following the body's meridians, all the hidden meridians in the right arm, chest cavity, and shoulder and neck were stitched up and strengthened.

Finally, it was connected to the left arm, which had already been stitched up!

This is similar to opening up the Ren and Du meridians in martial arts novels.

I will use the evil energy as a bridge to completely connect the power of my left and right hands, forming a perfect closed loop in my upper body!

Once this cycle is formed, the speed at which my malevolent energy circulates within the cycle's range will increase exponentially.

This enhancement can even radiate throughout the entire body.

The improvements it brings are definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Of course, suturing the meridians across the chest cavity is very close to the heart and blood vessels, making it far more dangerous than before.